ugh i know it is too fast

BTS - you doing the pocky game with them.

Request: BTS reaction to you doing the pocky game with them XD


You gave the idea of the game and he accepted excitedly. “Okay, let’s start.” You put the pocky in your mouth and his. As his lips brushed against yours, of course he continued the kiss and added his tongue to it.


“Baby, let’s play the pocky game?” “No.” “Why not?” “If you want to kiss me, just kiss me.” “Ugh, you’re so boring.” “I know, let’s kiss now.”


You decided to play. Everything was going fine, but Hoseok let the pocky fall. “HOSEOK!” “Sorry, let’s do it again.” “You lose! No kisses.” “Oh my God, i’m so stupid.” “yes you are.”


He accepted after much insistence of yours. You started and he did too fast, and kiss your lips, starting a makeout session. “Joon, why can’t you play like everyone else?” “Because making out is better.” He said with laughing.


Every time you started, he would start laughing and ruining everything. “Ok, let’s stop.” You said. “Why?” “Because you don’t stop laughing!” “Sorry, I’m embarrassed.” He laughed and kissed you.


He would be very competitive about it. He would try to make you stop the kiss, making tickles on you. “UGH!” You say and stop the kiss. “YES! I won.” “That was cheating.” “It was not.” “You’re an idiot.”


Like Yoongi, he would not want to play. “Please, Kookie!” “No, that’s stupid.” “I hate you.” “No, you don’t hate me. Come here and give me a kiss.”

requests are open! feel free to ask.

EXO Reaction when they eavesdrop their teenage daughter saying to their mom they have a crush

I think I have a similar one but this was really cute so meh. Xoxo, Admin A~

/I don’t own any of the gifs used, unless stated otherwise/


*He wishes he’d never heard that* “A boy… my girl… why did I… I need to call Kyungsoo and go into a secret mission…”


“No… no… my girl is not in age for this! No! I refuse to let this happen!” *Overprotective dad or what?*


“Me doen’t likey… MY princess is mine alone…. it’ll take a lot to win an Oh’s heart…” *Bet he’s forming a plan to stop this XD*


*Trying really hard to pretend he didn’t hear it* “Is it him.. no  I don’t think so… maybe that one… he looks like a Panda… my girl likes pandas… ugh… I need to know… why can’t I just ask her..”


*Stays near the door listening* “My baby… she’s really in love. This hurts my heart… I don’t want her to get hurt…”


*Can’t help himself but to listen to the whole conversation* “WOAH… it’s the first time she sounds this… passionate… I want to know this guy… give her some advice too..” *Dad goals*


*Probably will have 10000 mental break downs after listening the conversation* “They grow….. so fast…. she’ll leave me…. my 12 year old girl….”


“A boy she said? I thought she still liked cats and dogs and played with dolls… who’s this boy and what has he done with my girl!” *Really dramatic Lu xD*


“WAE! WAEEEE!!!!!!! She’s so young!!! WAAAAE!” *Screams from the other side of the door* “Ehh…. jeez….. I think they heard me… better go hide….“


“Guys… please let me hear… I need to know who we are going to kill next…” *Nah just kidding he just wants to make sure he doesn’t hurt his girl xD*


“WHY didn’t she tell me! AHH…. I could give her some flirting tips and everything!” *Probably says that too loud… in the middle of nowhere… while everyone is watching*


*So done with life* “I’m going to call the bodyguards…  seems like they haven’t been doing their job well…” XD

[Masterlist] [Guideline]

songz for the signz

/use sun/moon/venus/


• dua lipa - hotter than hell 

• awolnation - burn it down 

• black rebel motorcycle club - aya


• lana del rey - old money 

• of monsters and men - backyard

• the 1975 - UGH!


• olafur arnalds - so close 

• kongos - I’m only joking 

• joywave - rumors


• future islands - like the moon

• bastille - the driver 

• tender - erode 


• jaymes young - don’t you know 

• MØ - final song 

• marina and the diamonds - I’m not a robot


• daughter - alone/with you

• thomston - anaesthetic

• mansionair - easier


• I monster - I spider 

• lana del rey - carmen

• allie x - lifted


• meg myers - desire 

• missio - bottom of the deep blue sea

• giles corey - no one is ever going to want me


• sonder - too fast

• steppenwolf - born to be wild

• foreign air - free animal 


• bastille - requiem for blue jeans

• the neighborhood - silver eyes 

• little simz - dead body 


• MGMT - electric feel

• david bowie - loving the alien

• emika - what’s the cure? 


• son lux - alternate world 

• lorn - conduit 

• I monster - who is she?

Beginners Luck

Title: Beginners Luck

Paring: Jared x Reader

Word Count: 973

Warnings: Jared’s a super huge fluffy teddy bear so none J

Request by @letsdisneythings said: Hi I was wondering if you could write something for me? I was wondering if you could write something where the reader is in her mid twenties, hasn’t dated before. And that the physical part of relationships makes her anxious? And Jared tells her he’s fine with going at whatever pace she’s comfortable with?

“Coming!!” grabbing your purse and quickly checking yourself in the mirror you took a breath and answer the door.

“Hi I-wow,” Jared freaking Padalecki is standing at your door. Your girlfriend had been right after all, you really wouldn’t mind who she set you up with! “Sorry, I just wasn’t expecting you.”

“Oh crap do I have the wrong night?!” Jared suddenly looks a little panicked.

“No, no! My friend, Emma, she just didn’t tell me who she was setting me up with and I literally just shut off my TV with your face frozen on my Netflix.” Your eyes went wide and you blushed hard, “but not in a creepy way! That’s just how it happened! And oh god, I’m so sorry!”

“Don’t worry, don’t worry!” Jared laughed, “You’re totally fine. I haven’t been on a date in ages so I’m super nervous too.”

Giving him a grateful smile you pulled the door shut. Well I haven’t dated ever, so this should go well.

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♡Try To Be Gentle♡

Originally posted by saeno-e

request:hey umm [I hope you’re] not to busy can you make a smut when it’s your first time ever and it’s with leo from vixx with some overstimulation please!






You love your friend, but you hated her parties. It was only ever people fucking in your face as if they knew you were a virgin. You’ve only ever watched porn, yet have never done anything to yourself. Your friend, Taekwoon, helps you get rid of this problem.


first time; overstimulation(female receiving); being kinky af; trying new kinks; spanking; sex toys; being Taekwoon’s friend; him being a lying ass mofo saying he’ll be gentle but goes hard as fuck on you


It’s was your friends party. And, you loved your friend, but you hated her parties. It was always strangers kissing and fucking. You weren’t mad and because you had no one to fuck and/or kiss, you just didn’t want to see it.

Though, it did hurt a little. Everyone around you doing these things and you’ve never even tried.

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American Gods 1x08: Do You Believe?

I feel like we only just began this magical journey together, but here we are at the end of season one of American Gods! You can go ahead and cancel that Starz subscription now, I’ll wait here.

This final episode told the stories of two goddesses and how they have learned to adapt in America. And as much as I am enjoying  Laura Moon, there haven’t really been any other female characters with meaningful emotional arcs. Similarly the gods we have gotten to know (with the exception of Bilquis) have been overwhelmingly male. So I was v pleased to see that this episode attempted to delve into the power wielded by female icons (ya know just the small stuff like life and creation) and the often violently adverse social (and male) reactions to women who wield that power, as well as their continued attempts to control that power for themselves. 

Like the previous episode about Mad Sweeney, the finale also boasted a more “integrated” Coming to America story where instead of having a vignette separate from the main storyline, the Coming to America tale oozed over to mingle with the main proceedings. Instead of Ibis and his big book o'stories, this week featured a welcome return from Mr. Nancy who took over the storytelling duties. This also marks the first time we have seen Mr. Nancy in the modern world where he a) looks as fly as ever b) is clearly an ally of Mr. Wednesday and c) tailoring bespoke suits for Wednesday and Shadow. (PS Ricky Whittle is a man who can wear. a. suit. and it drove me crazy how wrinkled his jacket was all episode! Could no one have steamed that for him? Sorry. But also, infuriating.) But with a captive, bathrobed audience, Nancy proceeds to weave the story of Bilquis.

After seeing the modern “down on her luck” Bilquis it was pretty fucking fabulous to see her in her hey day bedecked in the golden jewelry she longed for in the museum. This is also a good place to shout out Yetide Badaki, a relative newcomer who has found her breakout on this series. Bilquis is a tricky role, she rarely speaks, doesn’t get to play off any of the other heavy hitters in the cast, and often has to act scenes of intense emotional (and physical) vulnerability. She doesn’t get to bounce off Ian McShane, or deliver sweeping monologues. Most of her acting is done through physicality or her impervious gaze. So major worship to Yetide who made this character feel like, well, a goddess. No matter how much she is (or isn’t) wearing it is impossible to look away from Bilquis’ eyes and her unyielding stare that reveals as deep an inner life as any dialogue. This is unique and exceptional acting, and in a show with such a range and breadth of performances, Yetide stands tall. Also I’m sure that role was absolutely batshit to cast, so claps for casting as well. #NeverForgetCasting.

So we finally get to see Bilquis as a Golden Queen, loved, worshipped and equal to any (male) challenger who comes her way. Times change, but passion is immutable and Bilquis continues her reign on the disco dance floors of Tehran in the 1970s. By the way Disco Queen Bilquis was everrryyttthinnng. Everything. But after the Iranian Revolution in 1979, Bilquis is forced to travel as a refugee to Hollywood, California just in time for the AIDs crisis of the 1980s. The loss of worship after these two events leads to Bilquis’ decline and she finds herself wandering the streets of LA. Bilquis is stripped of her power because nothing is scarier to an American (white) culture than a confident black woman fully in control of her sexuality and power.  But when all seems lost, Tech Boy rolls up on Bilquis, Tinder in hand, and shows her how to use technology to get her groove back. Now, however, it seems that Bilquis is under Tech Boy’s thumb, but is she really just a tool for the New Gods, or is this just another misguided King that thinks he can conquer her? Hopefully Bilquis is a character we will get even more of in season two, the entirety of her material from the book has already been exhausted so I am excited for a fresh Bilquis story, especially with such a capable actress at the helm.

So with their new (wrinkly) suits Shadow and Wednesday make a pit stop on their way to Wisconsin in Kentucky. At a palatial estate, during a full swinging Easter Sunday party, we meet Easter herself (human carbonation Kristin Chenowith). Easter (or Ostara) is an old pagan goddess of Spring who has had the good fortune of having her namesake tied to the Resurrection of Jesus Christ. Even though the masses might not know who she is, her name is widely celebrated (both secularly and liturgically) every year. Like Bilquis she has found a way to adapt and thrive, even if it may not be in the way she is accustomed or would prefer.

In attendance at Easter’s fabulously over-the-top Easter blowout is almost every Jesus! Literally 14 unique Jesus. JC doesn’t appear in the novel (well he does sort of) but it is impossible to deny his influence in modern (esp American) religion and so it makes sense for the show to utilize him more frequently, or 14 of him. Unlike the other gods on the show, Jesus is pretty chill and doesn’t seem to have any hidden agendas besides spreading the JC love. He’s sweetly benevolent and gets drunk and drops things in the pool. Classic Jesus.

Wednesday has come to Easter’s party to enlist her help in the war between old and new gods, and hopes she will starve the people into praying for mercy (the goddess of Spring giveth but she can also taketh). He brazenly lies to her about the death of Vulcan, and promises her worship of her own in exchange for her alliance. 

Also crashing are Laura and Sweeney (who I have started to develop weird feelings for after last episode? Ugh I know, I know, I hate it too) who hope that Easter will bring Laura back to life. However no luck for Laura as she has been killed by the will of a god (Wednesday), and that kind of miracle is above Easter’s pay grade. So we leave Laura worse for wear, and more than a little maggoty, but she has finally been reunited with Shadow at least.

Also rolling up on what is fast becoming the party of the year is the entire contingent of new gods: Media (as Judy Garland in Easter Parade obvi), Tech Boy and Mr. World, reminding Easter she is in their debt for popularizing the Easter holiday in (you guessed it) Media. As all of our characters converge Mr Wednesday reveals himself to Shadow to be none other than the All Father Odin of Norse mythology (all around viking god and papa of Thor and Loki). Odin/Wednesday does some good old fashioned lightening smiting, which rallies Easter to his cause, and she proceeds to render Kentucky into a barren wasteland (chalking up a temporary win for the OGs.) After witnessing stepping Fred Astaire henchman, a baker’s dozen Jesus’, and a woman made up of flower petals, Shadow finally submits that he believes. In everything.  

The season ends with a procession of various transports journeying to the House on the Rock in Wisconsin, which was the ultimate destination for all of our road trippers this season and honestly where I thought the season would break but I guess they ran out of episodes..

So now that the dust has cleared, what happened this season?

Shadow Moon lost everything, got picked up by an old god on a serious recruiting mission, went on a road trip and learned to believe.

We met a whole bushel of old gods: Mr. Wednesday/Odin, Czernebog, the Zoryas, Anubis/Mr. Jacquel, Ibis/Thoth, Mr. Nancy/Anansi, Bilquis, Vulcan, Easter, and Jesus.

We also met a few new gods: Media, Technical Boy and Mr. World.

Also some mystical creatures: Zombie!Laura, Mad Sweeney, the Djinn and the White Buffalo.

And a couple plain old humans in over their heads: Salim and Audrey.

In conclusion:

American Gods was a breath of fresh air in the jungle of peak TV. It was bold, crazy and naked. It was brazen, unapologetic, and borderline nonsensical. It managed to exceed the promise of its original material and was a frighteningly timely allegory. It had a festival of unique characters backed up by some of the best actors in television. Also it looked gorgeous. While this first season sometimes struggled with pacing and the rate of exposition, there were moments and episodes that were unlike anything else currently on TV.  I was a particular fan of the Coming to American openers across the board, as well as both Laura Moon episodes. So did American Gods make you a believer? Who is your favorite scheming deity? Love it or hate it, you can’t say that this wasn’t a wild ride.


PS. Disco Queen Bilquis forever

I’ll Be Good - Part 16

Masterlist -  Series Masterlist  -  Part 15  -  Part 17

Summary: Series - You’re an old colleague of Natasha’s who finds herself face to face with the Winter Soldier on the wrong end of an Avengers’ op. Chapter – You return to the Compound with the team. You and Bucky begin to recover.

Warnings: swearing

Word Count: 2279 - ugh another long one, sorry. I’m a runaway train.

Author’s Note: Here is some floof for you, because I made you suffer so much in the last couple. Don’t get too comfortable though… :)

Originally posted by deniz-is-a-witch

“Barton, just land this thing. Please! She needs to get to a hospital!” Bucky was practically begging, standing behind the pilot’s seat, hands digging into the fabric of the chair in desperation.

Clint opened his mouth to answer, but Tony beat him to it. “You know we can’t do that. She’ll wind up behind bars so fast I won’t even have time to tell you ‘I told you so’ because we’ll all go down with her for aiding and abetting whoever the hell she is.”

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When Worlds Collide

Requests: @wayward-sociopath-in-the-tardis asked: ‘Can you do some kind of SuperWhoLock fic set in the near future with something about the eclipse? I know it’s not very specific, but that sounds kinda cool.’

Warnings: Slight self harm but otherwise none 

Word Count: 2700ish words I got carried away

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel, the Doctor (12), Bill Potts, Sherlock Holmes, John Watson, Moriarty (mentioned)

A/N: Thank you for the request! Writing superwholock was a hell of a ride and I’m so sorry that it took so long writer’s block ugh and I hope you like this one! Thank you again ❤️

“Dean! Slow down dude.” Sam’s hand reached the roof of the Impala as he steadied himself. “You’re going way too fast.”

“There’s no way I’m going to miss this eclipse Sam!”

“Dean… Sam is right. You’ve got to slow down a little or we’re going to face uncomfortable death.” Cas spoke up from the backseat and Sam sent the angel a grateful look.

“Alright fine,” Dean grumbled, giving in. “But we’re not stopping for anything on the way. Not even for a pee break.”

Cas just shrugged. “I don’t urinate.”

Sam shot Dean a glare and Dean grinned at his younger brother. “Mexico, here we come.”

“And did you see his face when you pulled out the reactor at the last minute?” Bill Potts chuckled. “He looked absolutely flabbergasted.”

“That’s such a weird word. Flabbergasted. Wonder which idiot came up with it.” The Doctor was not-so-secretly pleased with Bill’s enthusiasm and awe. “You’ve been travelling with me for over a month now and you’re still not used to it, Bill?”

“I don’t think I ever will be Doctor.” Bill smiled up at the Time Lord whom she had come to admire.

He returned her smile. “So where to next?”

“Well I was thinking -“

“Oh how about a trip to Pluto? The people over there are amazing, Bill! You’ll love them,” the Doctor said before she could finish her sentence. “Or maybe we could go to another solar system. How does that sound?”

The Doctor rushed around the TARDIS, hitting certain consoles and brushing past the others.

“Actually Doctor…” Bill came over and stood next to the Doctor. “I was wondering if we could watch the solar eclipse today.”

The Doctor paused and raised an unimpressed eyebrow at Bill. “Why would you want to look at a boring eclipse?”

“I really want to watch the eclipse and I’ve never seen one before.”

The Doctor  gave in to Bill’s pleading glances.

“Fine. But we have to get to Mexico if we want the full experience.”

Bill gripped the railings as the Doctor pulled down on the TARDIS’ consoles and the blue box shuddered as it made it’s way across space.

John Watson tapped his finger against his knee as he looked at Sherlock who occupied himself with looking outside the window of the aeroplane.


“Hmm?” Sherlock didn’t shift his eyes from the window.

“Why are you so adamant about seeing the eclipse?”

That morning, John had been shaken awake by Sherlock rather early. Sherlock didn’t say much. All that he asked of John was for him to pack his bags as they were going to Mexico. When John asked why, Sherlock simply replied that it was to ‘see the eclipse of course’ and he refused to say anything else. John hadn’t protested nor pestered Sherlock… until now.

“Here.” Sherlock handed him an envelope.

“What’s this?”

“It’s from Moriarty.”

Sherlock’s face remained expressionless as John proceeded to read the envelope.

“How is it that Moriarty is still able to reach out even after his death? I thought that we had heard the last from him after what happened with Eurus.

“I don’t know how he does it, John,” Sherlock said, pursing his lips. “But for some reason, he wants us to go watch the eclipse when it’s at the highest during noon time.”

“And that is in Mexico?” John raised an eyebrow at the detective who nodded. “None of this makes any sense, Sherlock.”

Sherlock said nothing.

With the Impala going at a steady pace, Dean was sure that he could have reached Mexico soon. But the two hitchhikers they picked on the way caused some trouble at the Mexico borders. Well until the old man showed a card to the border guards who took one look at it and immediately apologised for the inconvenience.

“Who are you guys?” Dean looked at the old man and the twenty-something girl in his rearview mirror as the car went along the bumpy road.

“Ah just travellers,” the older man spoke up with a slight chuckle.

“He’s the Doctor and you can call me Bill.” The girl rolled her eyes at the ‘Doctor’ and offered Dean a friendly smile.

“Doctor? Doctor what?” Sam turned behind to address the old man.

The Doctor just chuckled. “Well that’s the question, isn’t it.”

Dean had found the two by the side of the road and they had asked for a ride and Dean had obliged. They were all going to watch the eclipse along the same direction so it wasn’t going to be a problem.

“Just admit it Doctor. You didn’t land us 50 miles from Mexico on purpose.” Bill was arguing with the Doctor who was looking at Cas in a weird and amused way.

“Everything happens for a reason Bill.” The Doctor shifted his gaze to Bill, his Scottish accent ringing clear.

This was either going to be an interesting road trip or the most annoying one.

“Why is there no one here?” John looked around the empty field that they were standing in.

Their aeroplane had landed early and he and Sherlock had reached with enough time to spare.

“I wanted to get away from all the people. We don’t know what Moriarty might be up to or where he would strike. So the smartest thing to do is observe from the distance.”

Sherlock fiddled with his scarf. No matter how nonchalant Sherlock sounded, John knew that he was nervous. But before he could say anything on the matter, the deep rumbling of a car distracted the two of them. John looked up to see a black Impala come to a rest a couple of feet away from them and six people got out of the car.

Sherlock quickly strode over to the man who had gotten out of the driver street.

“I’m sorry but you aren’t allowed to be here,” Sherlock said as he flashed a badge.

John rolled his eyes as he realised that he must have picked Greg’s pocket again. He made his way over and stood next to Sherlock.

“Well that’s too bad. We’re FBI agents.” The two taller boys flashed their badges and John looked at Sherlock with an uneasy look.

Sherlock’s eyes took in the scene before him. The man who had showed him the badge was obviously not FBI and neither was his brother - the tall one. They had an unprofessional air about them and the badges were obviously fake. The man in the trenchcoat didn’t say much but regarded Sherlock with a slight frown. The other two - an aged man and a woman of over twenty five years - were just looking around the fields and talking to each other in hushed tones. They looked like travellers, Sherlock observed.

“Your badge is fake,” Sherlock smirked at the green eyed man.

“And yours says ‘Scotland Yard’,” the other man retorted without missing a single beat.

Sherlock smiled. Maybe this man was smarter than what he gave him credit for.

“Boys, boys,” the older man came forward. “What seems to be the problem here?”

If Sherlock had to guess, he would say that he was Scottish.

“This is a restricted area. No one is allowed to come here.” Sherlock pocketed his badge. It wasn’t going to do him any more good.

“Ah well…” the older man started and looked at the woman next to him. “I’m the Doctor and this is Billy and we’re special personnel.”

The man held up a blank sheet of paper.

“The paper is blank.” Sherlock said, confused, at the same time John had muttered, “You’re the British Special Forces?”

Sherlock’s confusion deepened as he looked at John. “The paper’s blank John.”

“Um no Sherlock,” John said, frowning. “It clearly says ‘British Special Forces’.”

“Interesting.” The Doctor smiled a knowing smile at Sherlock before he clamped his ID shut.

“Who are you?” Sherlock asked him. “Tell me the truth.”

“I’m a Time Lord,” the Doctor grinned. “From the planet Gallifrey.”

Demons, spirits and wendigos… Dean could handle those. But now there were aliens too? Dean had almost called bullshit when the Doctor introduced himself as an alien. Sam and Dean had exchanged unbelieving glances but Cas had simply stated that the Doctor was not of this planet and that he was not lying. The Doctor also seemed to know that Cas was an angel and had even seemed pleased to finally meet a ‘friendly’ angel. Dean had no idea what that meant.

Sherlock Holmes and John Watson needed to take more time to digest everything. Sherlock had been adamant that they were all lying, that Dean Winchester and his brother could not be hunters, that Castiel was in no way an angel.

‘Angels, monsters and aliens don’t exist.’

In the end, Sherlock had grudgingly come to accept things the way they were but still refused to talk to any of them. Great. What started as an exciting day and a day to break from the weird life turned out to be Dean’s weirdest day.

The only one who seemed cheerful during this ordeal was the Doctor and his ‘companion’, Bill Potts.

“Get ready! The eclipse is near.”

At the Doctor’s words, Dean slipped on his glasses and the rest of them did the same - except for the Doctor who put on some unusual shades which made a weird sonic sound.

Despite himself, Dean was excited as he shifted his gaze to the skies. The moon was nearing and the whole place turned darker, slowly.

Suddenly a bright light lit up and Dean shielded his eyes from the sudden brightness. A tear in space had opened up a couple of feet from him. It was the same tear which had been present the night Jack, the nephilim, was born.

“What do we have here?”

The Doctor grinned as he stared at the rip in fabric. Things were starting to get interesting.

“How is this here? Who opened it?” The taller Winchester brother - Sam Winchester - spoke up.

“You’ve seen an inter-dimensional rip before?”

“Yes,” the angel with the gruff voice spoke up. “It appeared when the spawn of Lucifer, Jack, was born.”

“You named the spawn of Lucifer Jack?” Bill sounded incredulous and Cas stared at her in confusion.

“It’s - It’s a long story,” Dean muttered as he looked at John Watson who had paled significantly and gotten more baffled at the mention of Lucifer.

“You mean Lucifer as in the Devil?” John Watson let out a humourless laugh and no one said anything. At that precise moment, the rip pulsed with light and a creature made its way out.

“It’s a demon,” Sam yelled. “Look out!”

“It’s not a demon!” The Doctor yelled as he pulled himself and Bill to cover. “That’s just the name humans came up with but they’re actually called -“

The Doctor paused as Bill glared at him.

“Let’s definitely go with demons.” The Doctor rubbed his hands together as the demon walked towards Sherlock who was staring at the creature in fascination and disbelief.

“Sherlock get back!” Sam yelled out and the demon went out in a blinding light as Dean shot at it.

“We’re lucky that we have some angel killing bullets left over from last time,” Dean grumbled and handed a gun to the Doctor.

“Ah no,” the Doctor raised his hands in front of him. “I don’t do weapons.”

Dean just shrugged. “Fine suit yourself. But be prepared for more of those sons of bitches.”

“We need to close the gateway,” Sherlock said, speaking up for the first time.

“Won’t the rip close automatically when the eclipse has passed?” Bill asked the Doctor.

No sooner had she finished speaking, more demons appeared and Sam, Dean and Cas tried to keep them at bay.

“Just the opposite actually,” said the Doctor. “Once the eclipse passes, it will be impossible to close the rip.”

“Doc you’ve got to close that thing before more demons come in. We won’t be able to handle a whole lot of them.” Dean’s voice was strained as he took on two demons at the same time with a long silver blade.

“Closing it won’t take much time. All I’ve got to do is reverse the polarity.” The Doctor tapped his sonic glasses and grinned.

“But given the magnitude of the eclipse, you’ll need more power to reverse the polarity,” Sherlock spoke up, for the first time in a long while.

“That’s where the problem lies,” the Doctor agreed.

“Well… think of something fast!” Sam yelled as he strained against a demon who had managed to hold onto him.

“Castiel?” The Doctor addressed the angel. “I’ll need a bit of your grace.”

“What do you need his grace for?” Dean asked the Doctor with annoyance.

“Don’t worry. I just need a little. I won’t harm your boyfriend.” The Doctor assured him.

“He’s not my - ”

“Take it.” Castiel spoke up, interrupting Dean. “How much do you need?”

“Very little. I just need enough to - ”

“Send into the other world.” Sherlock had finished for him.

The Doctor was mildly impressed and annoyed. “Yes. Yes. If we send something of high power from this world into that, then the balance will be disrupted and the other world will be weaker.”

Castiel nodded and lifted the blade to his throat and cut enough for very little grace to leak out. He caught it in a small vial and handed it to the Doctor. Meanwhile, Bill and Dr, Watson were helping the Winchesters with the demons. The Doctor was worried for Bill, but he knew that she would be able to take care of herself.

“All right let’s do this.”

Together the Doctor and Sherlock walked over to the rip and they tipped the contents of the vial into it just as more demons tried to make their way out. Suddenly, the rip pulsed brighter and started flickering. It was working.

Quickly, the Doctor adjusted the settings on his sonic glasses and increased it’s frequency till it matched that of the portal. It took him hardly a couple of minutes to close the portal and they were on time too as the eclipse was over and the moon out of the path of the sun.

“Well that was fun.” The Doctor grinned.

Everyone around him cast him a disgruntled look but Dean was glad for his and Sherlock’s quick thinking. They wouldn’t be here if not for them.

“Alright then! Time to leave, Bill!” The Doctor looked at Bill who nodded.

“Goodbye boys. It was a pleasure working with all of you.” The Doctor shook all their hands.

“Will you show it to me?” Sherlock asked the Doctor. “Your time machine?”

“Perhaps one day Mr. Holmes.” The Doctor promised.

“It’ll help me learn more about Moriarty.” Sherlock’s voice was really quiet that Dean wasn’t sure he had heard him correctly.

“Wait… isn’t Moriarty the guy who stole all the Queen’s jewels and broke into basically all of London a couple of years ago?” Dean had heard about the serial killer. He had been all over the news. And so was his death…

John nodded. “Even after his death, he continues to play us like puppets on a string. He was the one who asked us to come here.”

“It may have been possible that he knew this would happen.” Sherlock grimaced. “I wouldn’t put it past him.”

“Well I think that you humans are the craziest ones among all other creatures in this owners,” the Doctor said, with a slow shake of his head.

“I’ll agree with you there,” Dean muttered. Humans were the weirdest ones. And this Moriarty sounded like a piece of work.

“You two can come with us,” the Doctor said, indicating Sherlock and John. “You three are allowed to come too, of course.”

“Thank Doc, but hard pass.” Dean shook his head. “I’ve had enough for one day.”

“I’ve got to agree with my brother here.” Sam gave a small smile. “It’s been nice meeting all of you.”

“Maybe one day our paths will cross again,” Castiel said with a knowing smile.

“I don’t doubt it.” The Doctor grinned back.

“I’ll actually look forward to it.” Sherlock had a faint smile on his face. “You’ve opened my eyes to see the impossible. Now… shall we Doctor?”

“Goodbye boys.” The Doctor shook their hands one last time and Bill smiled up at all of them.

“Take care,” she said and followed the Doctor.

John gave them a small nod and raised his hands in farewell and fell into step with Bill - behind Sherlock and the Doctor.

Dean turned to his brother and his angel with a grin. “So who’s up for some burgers?”

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Leonard Snart- Not today

AN/ I love Wentworth Miller, cause he is an inspiration. And did you know, that he is a great singer? Why can’t he be in the Flash musical then?!

I don’t get it. Why does he always stand like that? Hip out, while leaning against a table. His hand hovering over his gun. Just… So sassy. 

Leonard looked at me, his small crooked smile always making my heart melt. Head tilted. His soft, but long blink always making me question what he’s thinking. 

“What do you say about a date night?” I close the book I was ‘reading’, and raised a brow,

“What kind of date night? Like, a job type date? Or a date, date?” He looked back down to the blueprints he had sprawled over his ‘job’ table. He stands up straight, and walks over to me, plopping on the couch by my feet. His head rolled to my book, and he snatched it out of my hands, inspecting it.

“Job. But next week, we can go to any restaurant you’d like.” My fingers went to my chin, in a thinking position.

“Any restaurant?” He nods once, “Even the super fancy italian restaurant that you hate?” He rolls his eyes,

“The waiters are handsy. But yes.” I click my tongue. He’s really trying to win me over. What the hell is this job, anyway. It must involve something that I will be against.

“That sounds like an amazing offer. But it all depends on why you’re buttering me up.” He tosses my book on the coffee table, while pushing against my legs to help him get up. He doesn’t say anything till he gets to the crate that arrived earlier. I know it was Lisa who dropped it off, because there was playful banter when I woke up. And there is a giant gold bow on it, but that could have been there without her dropping it off. 

Len pulled the top board off, then pulls out a suit bag. He unzips it, revealing a dress.

“I need a date to the banquet.” I sigh, and throw my head against the back of the couch. I will do almost anything for Leonard, but wearing a very elegant dress to a job isn’t one of them.  

My role in our crime relationship is the non violent part. I don’t really get my hands dirty. Sure, I’ll go into the field, but I’m not one to do the breaking. I am the one who gets us places, hacks into systems, and also watch as Leo does the fighting. And a lot of the time, I’m the getaway driver, as well. 

I follow his command, then we come home, and I am his girlfriend. It’s the best that both of those worlds could get, and it’s all because I have leonard in both of them. 

I get up, and walk over to him, grabbing his face, and bring mine to his. Or lips connecting, but I break it off before anything could get farther. 

“The italian place it is.” Snart smirks, but it soon becomes a genuine smile.

We walk into the banquet hall. Rich, elderly folks walk, talk, and dance all around us. I look to my date, you had dressed to the nines. A black suit, and dark blue tie to match my dress. It’s form fitting on the top, but is flowing on the bottom for easy movement incase we need to run. Black lace works intricately down the whole profile of the dress, and never letting up, so every inch is covered in blue and black. 

He grabs my hand, and pulls me to the dance floor. We dance like two pieces that just came together. Both of us fitting the other just perfectly. That is until he broke off to dance with our target. 

Madame Rouge. 

I walk to the back of the hall, pulling out out my tracer. I had fiddled with it, taking off the casing, and replacing it, to make it look like a portable makeup mirror. I grabbed my lipstick, so I have a reason to have the mirror. The closer I am to the main system of the mansion, the greener the light on the tracker is. I walk until It’s flashing green. Target acquired. I walk into Madame Rouge’s room, and walk to her closet. 

Madame Rouge has a boatload of cash in secret accounts. But I need to trace them from her stationary to gain access, and snag the pass codes. So while I’m doing this, Leonard is distracting the lady of the hour. It’s her birthday today, so him trying to flirt and dance with her won’t be too weird. Everything should be going smooth. 

I walk into the closet, pulling down the last hanger to my left, activating the secret panel to move, and give me access. I walk up to her mean set up. I hate her. She’s an ass who takes money from the poor so she can test makeup products on animals. But damn, her computer setup is nice. About six monitors stare back at me, and I get to work on the two in front of me. I pop in a hard drive, so I can access her files later, just in case anything happens. I find the account holders and passcodes. I look to my left to find her personal laptop. That might come in handy later, so I’m taking it.

I reach out for it, when I hear a gunshot. I look to my right to see a guest shot, four body guards pointing guns at leonard, and him holding his hands up.

What the hell?!

I run to that monitor, and hack into the bodyguards earpiece,

“-Kay. He is  a level ten threat, so keep a look out for anyone else that looks like they work with him. We shot his girlfriend, so that is secure. I have called the authorities. Start pointing people out that he’s dance with and open fir-”

Oh shit.

I grab the laptop and flash drive, and sprint down the hall, stopping when I’m on the balcony. Three more guests shot. 

Aren’t they supposed to keep people safe?!

I grab my lipstick out of my bag, pull the bottom off, and throw it into the crowd. Smoke goes everywhere, and more shots are heard. Luckily the coats are up here, so they are out of the guests way. I run into the closet, rushing to find ours.

I grab Len’s coat, pulling out the cold gun.  I rush to the stairs, and sit on the railing, sliding down. The smoke is somewhat clear, and I see two of The guards. I shoot both of them, making ice spears appear in their chests. I spot Leonard on the ground and rush to him.

He’s been shot. I push on his lower abdomen, where the blood is coming from. His piercing blue eyes looking to me.

“Get out of here (YN). Go!” He tries to push me, but I kiss him. The smoke clears up a little more, and I see another guard coming towards us. I pick the gun back up and shoot him. His head freezes, and he falls backwards. The fall shattering his head into thousands of tiny pieces. I look back to Snart. He puts his hand on my cheek, with a proud smile. And so see that beautiful smile puts me into freak out mode. Tears start falling, and I can’t really see him anymore. I try and will my tears away. If this is the last time I’ll hear his smooth voice, see those oft but deliberate blinks, or sly smile, I want to actually see it.

“Everybody dies.”

This makes me cry more. He isn’t the most loving or gentle, but he is the strongest, hearty man I’ve ever known. 

I shake my head, and see my key chain sticking out of my purse. An idea!

“Not today, baby. I’ll get you out of this!” I pull it out, revealing my powerful laser pointer, and grab the pistol from the nearby guard. I fire the entire round into the air, and rip open his shirt.

“needy are we?” I laugh, but tears are still falling, making it sound more like choking. His hand comes back to my face, brushing away tears. 

“Okay hun, this will be painful. I need you to stay awake and no-”

“I’ve been shot before-”

“But not to the brink of death!” I yell. I have never yelled at him before, but now isn’t the time to be technical. 

I point the laser at the already read hot barrel. It actually turns red and is hot enough for what I need to do do.

“I love you.”

“What the hell?  This is hard for me to do as it is! Just… Ugh! Keep your eyes open, and know that I love you too.” I quickly press the barrel to his wound, but pull it away just as fast, successfully cauterizing the wound. 

“I would like spaghetti please and thank you.” I hand the menu to the waiter without looking at him. I look to Leonard, who had already been looking to me. He hasn’t been able to keep his eyes off me since our last job. Not that I’m complaining, of course. I smile and chuckle, “What?”

“Nothing.” I roll my eyes and smirk,

“Is there something you need to say?”


“Then what is it?!” He smiles, then looks down. His hand resting under his chin reached out to mine, and I squeeze it. 

“I’ve been thinking.”



“Oh. Is that a good thinking? A bad thinking? A ‘Mick’ thinking?” At that he rolled his eyes, but looks back up at me. 

“I don’t like putting you in danger, bu-” I pull my hand out of his, and throw it in the air, 

“What? You were the one who was shot!’ I put my hand on the table, and he grabs it again.

“I don’t like putting you in danger, but I think you should also change your last name to mine.” I stare at his smirk, still caught up on the danger thing. The waiter brought out the food, and then it hits me.

“Wait, did you just ask me to marry you, because, yes.”

My thoughts a couple months ago getting over Pitch being canceled: Oh a new Shonda show’s coming out and it looks super diverse and interesting, yay! It’ll definitely do well, I shouldn’t worry about it being canceled. 

Flash forward to me now having just watched the last episode and my heart is somehow racing incredibly fast and is also completely broken. WHY ABC?!?!??!!?! I’m so angry its not even funny!!!!!!!! I will never understand why they would go to all that effort of making a tv show, only to give it ZERO promotion (seriously, i think Shonda tweeted about it once maybe??). And the show is SO GOOD? LIKE HIGH QUALITY STUFF!!!! 

Ugh anyways thoughts on the last episode

- Absolutely perfect (you know beside the cliffhanger and it being canceled) 

- Benvolio deserves the whole world and I will literally fight everyone for his happiness. 

-Rosaline too.

- Me anytime Paris talked to/looked at/touched Livia  

- Got a couple good redemption arcs in the episode, Lord Montague, Lady Capulet, (though its too little too late), Escalus 

-When Escalus couldn’t understand why Roasline trusts Ben and he dropped the biggest truth bomb on his head saying ‘she trusts me cause I’VE NEVER LIED TO HER’ BOOM TRUTH! 

- Now lets talk about the cell scene. Why don’t you just rip my heart out???? WOULD’VE HURT A LOT LESS! I find it so hard to actually enjoy their kiss (don’t get me wrong it was beautiful and i was sobbing) knowing that its their first and last kiss that we’ll ever see.

-But oh boy when he said he had seen Ros and Escalus moment that surprised me!!! The fact that he’s never used that against her just shows what a good human he is! 

- And heres the bit that got me. “I trust you” I truly believe that it Rosalines way of saying I love you. I think trust is incredibly hard for her and for her to trust a man she was convinced she hated is something so glorious to me.

-And the kiss itself was just so well done. I love how it was Ros to be the one that first went it for it and then when Ben came out of shock he went for it. I’m always a fan of the cupping the cheek while kissing. But that single tear though…. 

- Anyway I was so relieved Escalus let Ben go, good boy, you came to your senses and listened to Ros. Definitely wasn’t expecting him to get shot. I was hoping the show would end with him marrying Ros and Ben in front of everyone coming full circle but I clearly had too much hope! 

- At the end when ‘the new prince is coming’ kept being said over and over again, i just kept thinking ‘ the new prince is fucking crazy’ 

Anyway I love Ros and Ben and I need people to fanfic the fuck out of them cause it the only way I can go on. I’m going to go eat my feelings now. 

Strength Potion

Edward The Great: Hey man you awake?

Weird Cedric: dude it’s three am

Weird Cedric: of course I’m awake what’s up

Edward The Great: Tryouts for the wrestling team are in three weeks. I don’t think I’ll be able to take the heat. I know I won’t make it.

Weird Cedric: Hey hey hey don’t give up now you GOTTA make it

Edward The Great: I’m a stick. Let’s be honest. Even if I worked out every day there’s no way I could match up to those meatheads.

Weird Cedric: steroids?

Edward The Great: Are you… you’re absolutely serious. Dude. No. Illegal. Expensive. And it shrinks your dick.

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Oh my god, I so want to do a part 3 to this one. I don’t know where I’d go with it yet (I still feel like Loki’s change of attitude towards the reader happened too fast) but ugh, I just love where this one went and how it turned out and… yeah. Cool. Thank you to @all-nerds-here for requesting this part two - I genuinely had a blast writing it. Enjoy, my darlings, and let me know what you think. 

Prompt: PLEEEAAASE continue the Loki x sick!reader one! It was sooo good!

Plague (Part 2)

Part 1

You knocked twice on the door. The early morning sun peeked into the hallway from the above skylight (of course Tony Stark would have windows in the damn ceiling) and though you still weren’t feeling completely well again, the sleep yesterday had certainly helped. Given that you were awake early, on account of your inability to sleep properly whilst sick, you still hadn’t changed out of your pyjamas. Around the red silk, you’d wrapped your duvet and in your hands you clutched the blanket that Loki had placed over you.

It hadn’t taken you long to figure out that it was Loki who had cared for you the day prior – nobody else had been around – but you had taken the briskness with which he had left as a sign to let the topic lie. Until this morning, you had intended to keep it that way but you felt somewhat indebted to him after waking up feeling so refreshed.

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Stressed-out (M)

Characters:  Taecyeon (2PM) x You (OC)

Genre:  Smut (a bit rough, but still romantic LOL)


Length:  1552

Plot:  You came home from work very problematic and stressed, finding your boyfriend (Taecyeon) reading a book oh-so-seriously.  You wanted to do something else tonight to release the stress… but definitely not reading a damn book!


You cannot wait to go home.  Your boss has been so damn rude today, asking you to go to different places delivering packages (that you are not supposed to do WTF) but still you cannot say no because he is your boss.  You should be out of work four hours back, but because of the drive back and forth from one place to another, it took you forever to finally drive your way home.

You massaged the back of your neck, releasing the tension that seemed to have been blocked there.  You gripped the steering wheel a bit too hard…

“Patience, ________.  You are almost there.”  You groaned to yourself while tapping on the steering wheel impatiently.

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“Nobody calls him that…”
Spoilerish review sorta.

MST3K: S11 E01 Reptilicus

The Beginning! (Oh No the movie is starting again!!): We jump right into the story of why our new test subject, Jonah Heston (Jonah Ray) is selected. It’s a quick moving scene introducing Dr. Kings Forrester (Felicia Day) and TV’s son of TV’s Frank (Patton Oswalt). All three of these characters are respectably charming and welcome to the MST3K canon. Also a cameo from Wil Weaton! (Is it just me but does It feel like that inner circle of nerds made this show ;)) It’s a nice start accented with all the neat miniatures/stop motion. There’s a new Doorway sequence that makes sense with living quarters and work rooms. It has a very Möbius/ Nostromos /Alien feeling! The Skeleton Crew gives a neat musical flair to everything and their design is a great throw back to old sci-fi movies with monsters with helmets and skulls. Costumes are on point with wonderful colors and design. The “commercial breaks” make me feel like it’s a real tv show. Very nice and authentic touch! Also the return of invention exchange and letters gives us that original format of Joel and early Mile episodes.

Host segments & Music: I felt like the host segments were to few to give us enough of who our cast is. Regardless they are fun! The musical number, “Every Country Has a Monster”, is catchy and fun. Certainly in the same vain as the Godzilla Genealogy Bop. I’m eager to see if there are more musical numbers, especially since we have so many musical things going on in the show! Did I hear the Canada song at some point?!? Yes I did! Also, “Mighty Science Theater” (the outro music) is soooo lovely.

New Voices: I think Hampton Yount does a great new Crow. He’s a nice mix of Trace and Bill and easy to figure out when he’s talking. Now Tom Servo (Baron Vaughn) and Jonah sound so similar to each other I have yet to figure out who is who sometimes. I’m sure with more views and as the show continues they will become more distinct to the ear. Did I mention Gypsy (Rebecca Hanson)! I agree with Joel’s need to update her. Giving her a real female voice and more mobility seems right and respectful vs. her almost dense male voice, and cumbersome original self. I will always love original Gypsy, but I’m totally digging new her.

Jokes: I was wondering if they were going to do this, but they did! They brought back old classic MST3K running jokes. Yay! If you’ve ever watched/listened to MST3K throughout you know they repeat jokes, their own lexicon if you will. But no fear, new updated jokes are here too. (Can you count how many Kickstarter jokes there is..?) I am concerned that they blow through the jokes a little too fast and not let them land naturally. It seems forced. Though on second viewing (aka having it on in the background) the jokes land better and starts feeling more like MST3K. If you’ve never seen MST3K, that’s okay, there’s tons of jokes to get but if you’re a long time fan you’re are treated well.

Movie: ugh. Not enough Repliticus!!! He really is the star of the movie and so badly shot too!!! Who doesn’t love a badly made monster? Yeah, this is the regular cheese MST3K is known for. Nice to have the original widescreen as the new format the show gives us. Joel said he always wanted to have the movies like this so you can have all the opportunities for jokes. Not much else to say about this other than; Petersen. :p

Final Thoughts: A good start. Feels a little forced at times, but the ingredients are here to make some real magic in the future. It’s not bad by any stretch, and so far earns its 11th season cred. I’m excited to see more host segments and how these characters are going to grow. It looks like that they doing a continuing story like the Mike episodes used to have (least that seems to be the set up) all while keeping that Joel charm. I highly recommend checking out the new MST3K this April 14th on Netflix when not only will the first episode be available but the whole season!!! Watch like crazy (if you like it) - Netflix will possibly renew it if it has lots of love.

Outro Card: YUP.

if it makes you feel better

aaaand drumroll pleasee, i finished my last request!! i really can’t believe it. now i’ll make requests open again! i can’t guarantee that i’ll be faster with them, but i will have some free days this summer, so i’ll do my best :). this one shot head the plot ‘erik gets jealous about something’ so it was pretty vague and i didn’t want to make it basic, so instead i used a book i read recently as inspiration. it turned out to be pretty lengthy, oopsie. enjoy!!

It has been eight days. Eight full days since we said we couldn’t go through with this anymore. And what do I see? He is already with some bimbo he probably picked up one drunken night after we broke up. He is lucky it was the beginning of the summer break and his drunkenness didn’t have any consequences. Otherwise his sudden decision of picking up someone would have turned out disastrous as it seems that pretty little blonde wouldn’t have gotten the hint and would have just gone with him to practice, not knowing she was unwanted. Yes, that’s the idea I got after a second of seeing her. No brains. Awful I know. But who can blame me? We just broke up. Anyone by his side is a brainless bimbo.

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randomlazymusiclover  asked:

Hi~ just wanted to request some thing like jungkook cheats and we're married but the reader still wants to be with him. But jungkook wants to be with the girl he cheated with so he only lets the reader be with him for one week and still goes out with the other girl and in that time the reader realizes she doesn't need him and leave him.But then jungkook wants her back and tries to win her back but the reader doesn't give in too easily and please let it have a happy ending!!!❤

A/N: Sorry I forgot about that one-week thing… I hope I did a good job!

I never thought it would turn out like this. I stared in disbelief at the scene in front of me, tears filling my eyes.

      “Jungkook…?” My words sounded foreign to my ears because of how choked up I was.

      “Jungkook, who’s she?” the girl asked.

      The scene before my eyes was this: Jungkook, my husband, was in the middle of having sex with a woman I had never seen.

I was appalled.

      Jungkook immediately got up off of her, and covered both of them with the blanket. My blanket.

      “It’s not what it-”

      “Oh, shut up! What’s ‘not what it looks like?’ It is exactly what it looks like! You’re fucking some girl in our bed! Under my covers! Jungkook, who bought this ring?!” I screeched, showing him my left ring finger. I waited for an answer.

      “I did,” he said, with a moment’s hesitation. “But now, I’m thinking maybe I shouldn’t have.”

      With those words, my heart shattered. My tears flooded over and streamed down my cheeks. “I thought you loved me. Well, clearly, you don’t!” I yelled. I grabbed the nearest heavy object and threw it at him. Then I ripped off my wedding ring and threw it onto the ground as hard as I could.

      “Fuck you, Jungkook!” I screamed, my heart burning in anguish. I ran outside, plugged my keys into my car, and left.

      I headed down to my friend Taehyung’s house, because he was always good at cheering me up when things got bad. When I pulled into his driveway, he opened his door, having heard my car.

      I ran in, grabbed one if the pillows from off his couch, and curled up on it. I buried my face into the pillow, sobbing. Taehyung slowly approached me and sat next to me, rubbing my back gently.

      “It’s okay, (y/n). Get it out,” he said, soothingly.

      “It’s not o-okay,” I said between sobs. “It’ll n-never be okay, e-ever again!” I began to sob harder. Taehyung side-hugged me.

      “Aw, (y/n), don’t be like that. I’m sure whatever happened can be fixed, somehow. If you tell me what’s wrong, I might even be able to help,” he said into my ear.

      I tried to catch my breath before speaking, which didn’t work at all: I was in hysterics. “Jun-Jungkook, he che-eated on me-e. With a girl that I do-don’t even know! I’ve never se-en her in my life. I took my ri-ring off. He-he said that he wished he hadn’t even ma-married me!” I threw the pillow across the room, now crying into Taehyung’s shoulder instead.

      “Shh, I’m here, (y/n), it’s alright. Has he been acting up lately other than this one time?” he asked.

      “No, he just- he just didn’t come home as often as before… but this time I wan-wanted to surprise him by coming home early. I didn’t kno-know that he was doing this!” I hugged Taehyung more tightly. “I just don’t un-understand, Tae. Why would he do this to me? Wha-what did I do to deserve this?”

      “Nothing, (y/n). You didn’t do anything wrong. Jungkook is just a complete idiot. None of this is your fault, (y/n).”

      I sniffled and let go of Taehyung, wiping my eyes on my sleeves. “I’m sorry for coming over like this. I just had nowhere else to go. Do you think I can stay here until I sort this out?” I asked. “I don’t want to intrude, but like I said, I have nowhere else to go.” I looked up at him with pleading eyes.

      “(Y/n), you don’t have to use your puppy eyes, you know I’ll say yes anyway,“ Taehyung chuckled. I felt a small smile pull at my lips and he smiled wider. “Is that a smile I see? Yay! I made (y/n) happier!”

      I watched as he did a little dance while still sitting. I held back a giggle. See, this is what I meant when I said he could always cheer me up. It’s just his personality, it was perfect for this sort of stuff.

      “Thanks, Tae,” I said, wiping my eyes of the stray tears that slipped out. “I’m glad I can always count on you to cheer me up…”

      “Oh, it’s no problem, (y/n)! I just hate it when other people are sad.” He patted my back lightly.

      I heard a sleepy groan from another room in the house and I raised a brow at Taehyung. He smiled.

      “Jimin’s sleeping over.” Then, as if being summoned, Jimin came into the living room.

      “Tae, what’s all the noise…? Oh. Hi, (y/n). You okay?” he asked, no doubt seeing my puffy eyes.

      “Not really, but Taehyung helped. How are you?” I asked. He was wearing a white t-shirt and some black basketball shorts. His orange hair was disheveled - I had probably woken him with my crying.

      “Tired,” he replied. He gave me one of his famous eye-smiles. I couldn’t help but smile back a little.

      “You should go back to sleep, Jimin. Sorry for waking you,” I said, pulling my knees to my chest.

      “No, it’s okay. I’ll help Taehyung cheer you up. What happened?” he asked. I looked at my feet.

      “Jungkook cheated.”

      “What? That bastard… You want me to go beat him up for you?”

      I laughed. “Thanks, but no. I don’t want a lawsuit. I want to get away.”

      “I understand that feeling,” Jimin smiled sadly. Then, he walked over to me and Taehyung, sitting down in-between us on the couch.

There was silence for a while, but then Jimin spoke.

      “Do you still love him?” he asked.

      “Yeah,” I replied.

      “I’m sorry. I know how that feels, and I just want to give you some advice. If he ever tries to come back, make it hard. Make him prove himself to you. Because if he doesn’t give up, he truly is sorry. Okay? Can you do that?” he suggested. I stared at my feet for a while.

      “Yeah,” I said quietly.

      Taehyung wrapped his arm around Jimin’s shoulders, trying to reach mine, too. “Ugh, Jiminie, why did you sit there? I can’t hold both of you like this.” Both Jimin and I laughed.

      “Uh, because she seemed like she needed someone?” he said, with an isn’t-it-obvious sort of tone. Taehyung rolled his eyes.

      “I was here, you know,” Taehyung said, pouting.

Out of nowhere, I just started having a giggle fit.

      “What is it, (y/n)?” Taehyung asked.

      “Yeah, what’s so funny?” Jimin added.

      “It’s just-” I tried not to laugh. “You two fight like an old married couple.”

      Taehyung raised a brow. “(Y/n), don’t mix real life up with your fantasies. We both know it won’t happen,” he stated.

      But then, Jimin started laughing too. Taehyung immediately got all defensive.

      “Hey, stop! Jimin, not you too! Ugh, guys!”

      A few months passed like this - I would start crying from time to time, and Taehyung would cheer me up. Sometimes Jimin would come over to see how I was doing, but it was mostly just me and Taehyung.

      Before I knew it, it was June. I was surprised at how fast the time went by. Wasn’t it March just last week?

      I was sitting on a bench in a park not too far from Taehyung’s house when my phone started ringing. I pulled it out and my heart immediately dropped. The caller ID said “Jungkook.”

      I debated picking it up, but I soon found that my hand had already pressed the answer button and my phone was up to my ear.

      “What?” I said, in the most irritated voice I could muster. Jungkook’s voice came through the other side of the phone before I was ready.

      “I’m sorry,” he said. “I was being an idiot. I knew I shouldn’t have done it-”

      “Then why did you?!” I interrupted him.

      “I’m sorry,” he repeated. “I wasn’t thinking.”

      “I thought that was pretty clear,” I said, trying to sound bored. I remembered what Jimin had told me all that time ago. Make it hard.

      “I’m not going to take you back just like that, Jungkook,” I said. “You’re going to have to work for this.”

      “Fine, I will. Anything to have you back here in my arms. I miss you, so, so much. I didn’t realize before how much I loved you. I’m sorry,” he said. I could hear that he was crying. Ugh, don’t do this to me Jungkook…!

      “Bye, Jungkook.” I hung up on him.

     As soon as the phone was back in my pocket, tears were streaming down my face and I was running back to Taehyung’s house. When I got there, he was making himself some ramen. he turned to face me as soon as I burst through the door, and he put down his fork to hug me when I crashed into him.

     “Come on, (y/n), what is it?” he asked. I buried my head into his chest.

     “Jungkook… he called me,” I said, as soon as I could speak properly. Taehyung immediately grabbed my shoulders and pushed me back so he could look into my eyes.

     “Are you okay?” he asked, sincerity filling his eyes. He looked me over quickly, as if he could see my internal wounds on my body.

     “Yeah. He said he wants me back, but I wouldn’t let him have me so easily. I hung up on him,” I said. I couldn’t believe I did that.

     “It’s okay, (y/n). Remember what Jimin said? You’re not hurting him purposefully. You’re testing him. Making sure he still loves you. And I’m sure he does, who wouldn’t love you? You’re an amazing person. You just have to be certain. I know it hurts, but I also know you can get through it. I believe in you.”

     I smiled and hugged him. “Thanks, Tae. You always know what to say.”

     Not too long after that, I was on the couch and Taehyung was eating his ramen. We were calmly watching TV when my phone buzzed in my pocket. I turned it on to see that Jungkook had texted me.

Jungkook [3:24 PM]

I love you.

     I ignored the message, instead deciding to keep watching TV with Taehyung. Make him work for it, I heard Jimin saying in my head.

     Around ten minutes later, I got another text.

Jungkook [3:36 PM]

Okay, fine. I’ll prove it.

     I raised an eyebrow at the message, wondering how he’d do it. I showed the messages to Taehyung, who grinned.

     “Now all we have to do is wait,” he said.

     From that day on, every day I would get a text from Jungkook saying “I love you.” It went on like that for a week until I heard a knock at Taehyung‘s door. I walked over to answer it, and when I did, I felt a pang at my heart.

     There Jungkook stood, looking terrified, and holding a bouquet of my favorite flowers. He was wearing a suit, and he looked like he actually tried to look good for me.

     “Sorry,” he said. he held out the flowers to me. I felt tears fill my eyes as I took them from his shaky hand. Now that I got a good look at him, I noticed he was skinnier than when I had last seen him, and he had bags under his eyes. I immediately invited him in, forgetting that this was Taehyung’s house, and I sat him on the couch.

     “Did you eat anything after I left?” I asked. Jungkook scratched the back of his neck.

     “Sorry, it’s my way of dealing with loss,” he said.

     “I can’t believe you didn’t say anything earlier. Why did you wait so long?”

     “I figured you might not want to see me, after what I’d done. I’m sorry.”

     “I got that part. Are you okay?” I fretted. I heard some rustling from back where Taehyung’s room was and Jungkook and I both turned to face him as he came out.

     “Oh,” he said, seeing us. “Bad time?”

     “Not really. Jungkook has just been starving himself for the past few months, no biggie. Taehyung, please can you go get him something to eat? He looks like he’ll break if I hug him too tightly, and all he ever says is ‘Sorry.’” Taehyung nodded and disappeared into his little kitchen, leaving us alone.

     I turned to Jungkook. “You do realize that if you did this earlier I would’ve accepted you like this, right?” I asked. He looked down.

     “Yeah, I do now. Does this mean you forgive me…?” he asked, now looking up to meet my eyes. He jumped when he noticed how close I’d gotten.

     “Of course, you big idiot.” I kissed him, roughly, to show him how much I had missed him. He seemed to be surprised at first, hesitating before kissing me back, with just as much intensity.

     Just then, Taehyung walked back in, this time with a cup of ramen in his hand. But as soon as he saw us, he immediately turned back into the kitchen, eyes wide. I smiled into the kiss before pulling away.

     “You can come back, Taehyung. The living room is PG again,” I called, making Jungkook smile. I saw Taehyung tentatively step out of the kitchen.

     “You sure?” he asked, before coming in. He handed the ramen to Jungkook, and then sat next to him on the couch. “Jungkook, you have no idea how much this girl has been upset about you. I mean, she cried over you at least once a week.”

     I playfully hit Taehyung on his shoulder. “Stop! I didn’t want to tell him that yet!” I said.

     “’Taetae, why doesn’t he love me?’” he mocked in a high-pitched voice. I hit him upside the head. “Ow, (y/n)! Please be careful, you don’t want to damage this beautiful visage, do you?” he joked. I hit him again. “Okay, okay! I get it! I’m going to my room where meanies like you can’t come in,” he said, before leaving.

     I turned back to Jungkook to see him smiling widely. “You have no idea how much I missed you, (y/n).” He pulled a wad of tissue from in one of his blazer’s pockets and opened it, revealing my wedding ring. It was surprisingly not as damaged as I thought it was. “I looked for it for weeks, and then I made sure it was okay. If it wasn’t okay, I would’ve gotten it fixed or something… but is it okay?” he asked me.

     I plucked the ring from his hands and slid it back onto my left ring finger. “Of course it’s okay, Jungkook. Thank you,” I said. I sat next to him on the couch and cuddled with him for a while, until I felt sleep tugging at me. I closed my eyes, thinking. it might be hard to get our relationship back to what it had once been, but for now, I thought this was okay. I leaned up and pressed a kiss to Jungkook’s lips before falling asleep.

anonymous asked:

Penelope Garcia/Luke Alvarez - romantic/fluffy moments between them.

Penelope tells herself that as long as Roxie is involved in most of her interactions with Luke, at least outside of the BAU, that it’s still professional. It’s friendly without being too personal. She’s a dog person, that’s all. Well, she’s an animal person. But she has a soft spot for dogs; Roxie, especially. She’s just so sweet and energetic and happy to see her. So, really, she’s visiting Roxie, not Luke. Alvez, she thinks. She should call him Alvez, because that is polite and a little distant and not too close. 

Never mind that it’s Alvez that is making her dinner and not Roxie. She didn’t come over for dinner. It wasn’t a planned thing. She just saw this dog toy while she was out shopping, and she thought of Roxie, and so she bought it. because that’s what she does. She sees things she likes and she gets them. Oh no, no no no, not like that. Ugh, even her internal dialogue gets weird around him. 

It’s just… Okay, she can think this because it’s in her head and not out loud, like a word vomit she can’t scoop back up and pretend she didn’t just throw in his direction. But Alvez… Luke is hot. Hot like, ‘wow, how does a smile like that even exist?’ Hot in a ‘strong, handsome, and fighting for justice in a bullet proof vest with that man on a mission intensity that only some people can pull off without being douchey’ way. Hot like ‘you can cook, too? what kind of injustice is this?’ Which is just, well… It’s unfair, really. Because she was just kind of starting to be okay with losing Derek. And then Emily is back and Hotch is gone and life is just upside down, inside out, not at all calm and collected like she prefers. 

And then there he is, solid and stable and friendly. What did she do to deserve that? Because she’s not ready. She isn’t ready for another Derek. Even if this one seems just as dependable and good and tolerably macho. But whoever’s in control of the universe is not hearing her, because here she is. Sitting in his apartment, petting Roxie as she chews on her new toy in Penelope’s lap, breathing in the ridiculously delicious smell of whatever he’s cooking and–

“You almost done?” 

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anonymous asked:

Omg I just wanted to thank you because I didn't know amazon is selling Hidoku Shinaide and I was able to buy the Akira story 😊😆 and it arrived so fast to my hands ♥ ♥ ♥

Yay! I’m happy to hear that you bought it and supported Nekota Yonezou 

I prefer Amazon too. Ugh I’m waiting for a few manga right now. Can’t wait to hold them in my hands, rub them against my face, sniff them… that smell….

Um… yesss okay…. *ehemmm*